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Love in a hut, with water and a crust, Is - Love, forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
Judge-Rapporteur
Physician
Poet
Water
Love
Cinders
Life
Crust
Huts
Ashes
Forgive
Forgiving
Dust

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